"We only have 37 confirmed deaths in the north wing, and we found this."
"Commander, we have over 2,500 injured in the west wing, and we have 91 confirmed deaths so far. We also found these."
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The number of casualties was better than Luke had expected. However, he would have been happier if everybody had survived. Losing all those lives upset him.
When his men returned, they also brought some yellow rocks. They looked like soaps with irregular shapes and smooth surfaces, almost reminiscent of amber. But they were of a lighter shade, and the color was much more even.
Although their weight was similar to rocks, they didn't feel as hard. If one used enough force, one could bend them with their fingers.
To make it easier to identify the locations, each shelter was divided into five areas.
Luke picked up a yellow rock and weighed it in his palm. "This thing was found in all four wings? What about the central area?"